A few days ago, I bumped into someone on the street who had a very problematic self-image. He was truly different than most "normal" people. He was highly learning disabled. He looked different than the average person. He didn't accomplish very much. He wasn't able to attend regular schools when he was younger, and now he was only able to handle menial jobs. I told him that he should keep his focus on his thoughts, words, and actions. He smiled and said, "Is that all I need to think about? That sounds possible for me to do."
Just a few hours ago I bumped into him again. He wanted to review the principle for life that I had told him. With a smile he said, "I understand now. If I keep thinking about choosing better thoughts, words, and actions, my life will be much better."
Instead of thinking, "Something is wrong with me. I'm not as good as others," he realized that this sentence is not beneficial to keep thinking and repeating to others. Now he was resolved to frequently think, "I am my choices. I am the thoughts that I think, the words that I say, and the actions that I do."
Thomas Sowell
No one likes to admit having been played for a fool. So it will probably take a mushroom cloud over some American city before some Obama supporters wake up. Even so, the true believers among the survivors will probably say that this was all George Bush's fault.
Michael Novak on Personal Liberty
It is not easy, for instance, to learn how to reflect, to gain the inner calm necessary to deliberate, and to find the courage to choose the more difficult path, the more demanding way. To achieve this inner order and (relative) harmony, we need, as it were, bodyguards of the soul: certain firm habits that protect various capabilities of the self.
Wang Wei: MY RETREAT AT MOUNT ZHONGNAN
My heart in middle age found the Way.And I came to dwell at the foot of this mountain.When the spirit moves, I wander aloneAmid beauty that is all for me....I will walk till the water checks my path,Then sit and watch the rising clouds --And some day meet an old wood-cutterAnd talk and laugh and never return.
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